Aaaaand this series comes to an end with this last chapter. Sigh, what a shame! I had so much fun writing this, and some of my best writing is presented within these chapters. I hope you enjoy the last chapter, away from the sexy times and back to fluff, featuring Kana and Dwyer! I hope you enjoy!

And apologies for any formatting mistakes! I was this close to forgetting about uploading the last chapter coz I was so busy working on my new project, so I'm uploading this from my phone lmao rip

Once we were master and servant, such a tidy distinction. I wasn't so comfortable growing this close, but now…

"Mama! Papa!"

An eight-year-old Dwyer and a three-year-old Kana ran towards their parents as they arrived in the Deeprealms their children were staying in. Jakob and Corrin kneeled down to envelop both of the kids in a big group hug.

Corrin put one palm on each of her children's faces. "Oh my goodness, my babies have grown so big since the last time I saw them!" She gave them another bone-crushing hug and peppered each of their faces with kisses.

"Mama!" Both Dwyer and Kana laughed and tried turning their heads away as they received their mother's loving kisses. Dwyer managed to break away from his mother's grasp and sat on Jakob's knee.

"Oh, but Mama, you can't call me a baby anymore coz today I learned how to make tea just like Papa!" Dwyer said proudly and looked up at his papa with clear admiration in his eyes.

"Oh, really, just like Papa, huh?" Corrin asked playfully.

Dwyer nodded furiously. "Uh-huh!"

"Well, then, it looks like Papa's going to have to taste some to see if you really do make it just like me," Jakob said amused, placing a kiss on Dwyer's head.

"Can we do it right now?" Dwyer asked eagerly, wanting his father's approval.

"Wait just a minute! Before I forget…" Corrin took a small rectangular package and gave it to Kana. "Happy birthday, Kana."

"Mama!" Squealing, Kana hugged his mother tightly and gave her a kiss on the cheek. "Thank you so much, Mama!"

"You are so very welcome, baby." Corrin hugged him back with the sweetest smile on her face. "Oh, but the presents aren't done yet." She pointed at Jakob, who was also holding a similarly-shaped rectangular package. "Happy birthday, Kana," he said gently.

"Papa!" Kana shrieked and also gave his father a hug and a kiss on the cheek. "Can I open them now?"

Jakob smiled and nodded, which got a happy shout from Kana. He tore open the present his mama gave him first and found a small wooden sword inside. Kana's eyes sparkled as he looked at his new toy.

"Oh, Mama, Mama, thank you so much!"

Corrin laughed and gave him a kiss on the forehead. "Now you open Papa's!"

Kana tore apart the wrapping of the present his papa gave him and he found a small sheath to match his new sword. At first Kana was perplexed at what the thing was, but he quickly figured it out when he put the sword inside. "Woooow! It fits inside!" He showed his papa and pointed at the sheath. "Um, Papa, what's this called?"

Jakob smiled amused and responded, "It's called a 'sheath'. Can you say that? 'Sheath'."

Kana's eyebrows scrunched together. "Sh… Sh… Sh-Sheath." He smiled when he got it right. "Sheath!"

Jakob nodded. "Mm-hmm, that's right!"

"Oh, but Papa, isn't that dangerous?" Dwyer piped up, suddenly looking very concerned and staring at the sword that Kana was slowly swinging around.

"Actually, no. Mama and I had Uncle Hayato put a charm on it to make it so that it whenever the sword hits anything, it doesn't hurt."

Dwyer looked amazed and nodded. "That's cool! Uncle Hayato's cool."

Corrin smiled fondly as her three boys chatted. She loved it the most when she could chill for a bit and watch her husband spend some time with their sons.

"Papa! Papa! Can we go inside now so you can watch me make tea?" Dwyer asked.

"That's a wonderful idea." Jakob nodded and stood up, now carrying Dwyer. "I was getting sore from kneeling for so long."

Corrin giggled slightly. "Papa's getting oooold." Kana raised his arms up to his mother to signal that he wanted to be carried. She lifted him up. "You're getting heavy, Kana!"

"Mama's getting old, too," Jakob said jokingly. She turned to him with a look that was meant to be disapproving, but she could not help but smile when she saw Dwyer and Jakob snickering together.

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"Mama! Papa! Bedtime story! Tell us a bedtime story!" Kana and Dwyer chanted while they were being tucked in. Since it was so rare that Jakob and Corrin had the time to spend a good part of the day with their children, they decided to all sleep together in one large bed. Corrin was propped up on her left elbow, Kana was next to her, then Dwyer, and Jakob was propped up on his right elbow. The two boys had been arguing about who got to sleep next to their mother—Jakob muttered "Mama's boys" and Corrin just stuck her tongue out at him—and it was decided that Kana would get to, since it was his birthday.

"Is there anything you wanna hear?" Corrin asked.

"How did you and Papa meet?" Kana suddenly asked.

Jakob grinned as he placed hand on top of Dwyer's head. "Dwyer already knows this story, but we'll tell you, Kana."

"Big Brother already knows? Now you HAVE to tell me!"

Corrin chuckled as she looked down at her youngest son. "Okay, well, before Papa was… well, your Papa, he was my butler."

"Like Big Brother?" Kana asked curiously.

"Almost, but not quite."

"Papa says that butlers shouldn't fall in love with their masters," Dwyer stated proudly.

Kana's eyebrows scrunched together and he frowned. "Why?"

"Because!" Dwyer paused, looking for a better answer. "Because… You wouldn't be a very good butler if you did."

"But why?" Kana wasn't satisfied with the answer his brother had given him, and asked the same thing again.

"Just because!" Dwyer said, clearly frustrated with his little brother's questions. "You're not supposed to do that if you wanna be a good butler!"

"Hey," Corrin warned, stopping the incoming fight. "Anyway… Papa was my butler for a very long time, ever since I was small, just about your brother's age. We grew up together and he never left my side. We got married when we told each other we loved each other very much, and then you and Dwyer came."

Dwyer was fast asleep by the end of this short tale. He had such an affinity for sleeping: he could fall asleep anywhere and everywhere in a matter of seconds as long as he had a comfy pillow to support his head.

Kana, however, was still wide awake and asking more questions. "Where did me and Big Brother come from?"

Jakob and Corrin quickly looked at each other, slightly panicked, before Jakob looked at Kana and said gently, "We'll tell you that another time. It's time to go to sleep now. See? Your big brother's already asleep."

Kana let out a big yawn and his eyelids starting getting heavy.

"Not so awake as you thought, huh?" Corrin said softly.

"No, Mama, I'm awake. Tell me another sto—" He was interrupted by another big yawn.

"It's time to go to sleep, baby." She kissed his forehead. "Good night, Kana."

"Good night, Mama. Good night, Papa." He barely finished saying "Papa" before he fell asleep.

Jakob and Corrin smiled at Dwyer and Kana with a great deal of affection in their eyes—their children seemed like angels in their sleep. They each stroked the hair of their children once before looking each other.

"Good night, my dear," Corrin said, smiling fondly.

"Good night, love," Jakob said back, leaning across the bed to give her a kiss on the lips.

He leaned back and settled comfortably. Smiling to himself, he thought about how his past self would have never believed that the future Jakob would be happily married with his mistress and have two adorable sons with her. That would be breaking his very strict butler code. In fact, he still is breaking his very strict butler code. He was still Corrin's butler, but he was her husband, too.

What a mess my life has become—a mess that I will never be able to clean up, he chuckled to himself as he was getting drowsier. He always fell asleep so quickly whenever he got to spend time with his beloved children.

It's a mess, but…

His last thoughts went unfinished as he finally fell asleep.

I welcome the mess.